Linda Evans – Blogger

Agedoesn't bother meand come October the twenty-thirdI'm going to seventy big deal still very sexy apparentlywhich is entirelyluck of the drawif I wasn't an alcoholic, a smokermeditated, practiced yogaand actually looked after myselfl'd look even betterI'm sure on a...

Your steely gaze You said you understood which took me by surprise because I saw no understanding whatsoever in your cold blue eyes but there again I haven't called you Mr. Empathy Bypass all these years without very good reason to shed heartbroken tears

However bad the scenario.... Life is all about learning to philosophically overcome strife refusing to be trampled down by it however bad the scenario seems believe in your most beautiful dreams for the future don't concentrate on nightmarish spectres and...

Where has integrity gone? Why do some find it virtually impossible to take responsibility for their actions and apologies? but easy to prevaricate and procrastinate with excuses, denials even blatant lies? because when I have said or done wrong and am challenged I...

I know I'm my own worst enemy...people say with a rueful smile and an exaggerated shake of the head seemingly undismayed almost as if it's some kind of bizarre accolade others nodding in agreement as they do chiming in with an enthusiastic....yes me too

  Nervous....me? yes guess I can be a bit jittery occasionally the thought of flying however always freaks me out tho in my dreams it's okay but getting on a plane? absolutely no way equally even just thinking about going to the dentist terrifies me totally and...

Bring me the skyon a summer's eveand together we shall watchsunset's glowslipping slowly down between the treesas balmy breezes blow and when it's darkwe'll meander hand in handthrough the parkexchanging anecdotesabout our separate daysbefore the inevitable parting of...

Horns hootingsirens howlingdogs passing each otherin the street growling people on mobileswalking, loudly talking parakeetsflying overheadsquawking babies cryingin school playgrounds screaming, shoutinggirls and boys noise noise noise on Sundaychurch bells...

Adorabubble.... Winnie the Pooh was allegedly a bear of very little brain (altho personally I don't believe that to be true) who had a huge heart as a child I loved him madly and the illustrations by E.H Shepherd of him too still do I didn't have a teddy bear I had...

Om.... I am here but where here is I have no idea absolutely none and I am not me altho as yet I do not know what I have become I am waiting for the mist to clear so I can see that which lies ahead of me suddenly I am aware of a perfumed breeze ruffling my hair hear...